Devil's Deadly Lover

Chapter 25

"Alive?" Lei Xiyao pushed Dr. Lin away and ran to the operating trolley. When he saw Zi Xinli's pale face, he raised his eyebrows angrily, "This is what you call alive. You don't even have a breath." No? How is it any different from a dead man?"

Indeed, the breath under Zi Xinli's nose was so weak that even if she didn't touch it carefully, she couldn't detect it, the breath was like a gossamer, and her whole body lay there stiffly.This scene made Lei Xiyao suddenly think of Ye Zi's pale appearance when she was pushed out of the operating room the day Ye Zi died.

Do not!She must not die!He has already lost his leaves, how can Zi Xinli slip away from his hands again?
Dr. Lin swallowed uneasily, licked his chapped lips, and said timidly, "This is already the best result. Miss Zi's injury is too serious. Although she received 1000cc of blood, she still can't let her go." Wake up immediately. Now I have to rush to the intensive care unit, please let Mr. Lei pass."

Lei Xiyao stepped aside with his fists clenched, and followed behind the surgery trolley.

Ye Ji smoothed his straight suit, and there was no expression on Binghan's face.

Zi Xinli didn't die?He should be happy that God gave him another chance to torture her.

Looking at Zi Xinli who had been inserted into tubes by doctors and nurses, Lei Xiyao raised his eyebrows evilly and looked at her indifferent face.

Zi Xinli, don't think that you can escape from me so easily!Even if you go to hell, I will take you back from the hands of Hades!
Zi Xinli had been asleep for a month, and Lei sent her to the United States for treatment, but failed to wake her up.During this month, Lei Xiyao sent ten special nurses to take care of her. Every time he went to the hospital, he yelled in her ear, but she didn't respond.

She was like a breathless doll, lying quietly on the hospital bed, even her breath was so weak that she couldn't detect it, but even so, she couldn't hide her beauty.

In an intensive care unit, there was an old man lying down, it was the God Son of Tianmen who was hit by Zi Xinli, I saw countless pipes stuck in his body, if he didn't have a breath, people would think it was an old man has died.Sitting beside his hospital bed was a young man who was the man who ran away with him on his back that day.

The man held the old man's hand and said with concern: "Grandpa, Zijun will not let you die. Even if you can no longer open your eyes, Zijun will let you live."

This young man's name is Fu Zijun, a world-renowned ghost-hand doctor, the CEO of Fu's family, and the grandson of Tianmen Shenzi.When Tianmen Shenzi was rescued by him, Fu Zijun immediately gave emergency treatment to Grandpa.The killer's marksmanship was superb, the bullet pierced the old man's heart, and the blood gushed out like a spring. If it weren't for his superb medical skills, the old man might have died long ago.

Although the old man's wound was sewn up, the old man never woke up again, except that he was still breathing.

Thinking of the critical appearance at that time, his heart still trembles.Just a little bit, he was about to lose the old man who raised him.

I still remember when the old man adopted him from the orphanage, the old man had a touch of sadness and loneliness on his face.As the Son of God of Tianmen, he doesn't even have a relative.

When he was still naive, he affectionately called the old man "Grandpa", but was criticized by the old man.I still remember that Tianmen Shenzi yelled at him like crazy: "Don't call me grandpa! I have no grandson!"

When he was young, he raised his immature face and asked timidly, "Then what do I call you?"

"Grandpa. You can only call me grandpa." A deep sadness welled up in the old man's eyes.

He sat on the chair lonely and whispered softly: "My child, Dad shouldn't drive you away."

He couldn't understand the old man's words, but from the sad look on his face, he could feel a deep pain.

It was only later that he learned that the old man's son and his family had all been killed, and that the other party wanted to cut off his incense just to attack the Son of Heaven.

I still remember the day the old man was injured, he pointed to the front and called out "Bingpo", as if that thing was very important.Fu Zijun frowned and asked, "Grandpa, I'm Zijun, why did you mention Bing Po that day? Wake up and tell Zijun, okay?"

He couldn't understand what his grandfather said that day.

What exactly is ice cap?What's the point of it?Why did my grandfather say these two words before passing out?
He really wants to know the answer...

Also in an intensive care unit in the United States, there is also an unconscious patient, she is Zi Xinli.The ward was very quiet, there was no sound, even the ticking of the pendulum could be clearly discerned.

Lei Xiyao, who had just got off the plane, pushed open the door of the ICU, and walked to the bed in anger.Looking at Zi Xinli who was sleeping peacefully, his brows were tightly frowned: "Zi Xinli, don't pretend to me again! I just asked the doctor, your physical signs have returned to normal, you can definitely Wake up, why are you pretending to be asleep? Wake up for me!"

Holding Zi Xinli's shoulder, Lei Xiyao roared loudly, but Zi Xinli was still lying there expressionless, as pale as a doll.

"Zi Xinli, do you think you can escape my punishment if you don't wake up? No! Never! I will go to hell to torture you!" Lei Xiyao's face was full of madness, his wrinkled His eyebrows were slanted upwards, looking so ferocious, but his eyes were full of pain.

"Don't think you can fool me without talking! Don't forget that from the day you became my bodyguard, you are no longer yourself, you are mine, you are my shadow, your life belongs to me, without me With your permission, you are not allowed to leave! Do you hear that?" Lei Xiyao's ruthless words resounded like thunder in the intensive care unit.

Zi Xinli on the bed suddenly frowned, Lei Xiyao looked nervously at her pale face, and shouted hoarsely: "Xiao Zi'er, open your eyes! I order you to open your eyes! Xiao Zi'er!"

I saw two pearl-like teardrops dripping from Zi Xinli's eyes, she seemed to have had a long dream, in which she often heard the young master's yelling, is he still angry with her?Even if she paid for it with her own life, wouldn't he be satisfied?
What was the young master yelling just now?She was his shadow, and her life belonged to him.So what if it belongs to him?Could he still really chase after hell to find her?Just as she was smiling wryly, she heard the young master call her Xiao Zi'er again and again, this intimate childhood name was rarely heard since Ye Zi's death.She suddenly wanted to cry.

Suddenly, I felt a pair of gentle big palms caressing the corners of her eyes, gently wiping away the tears that had just overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

who is it?So warm, so soft, and so familiar.

Wanting to see the owner of these hands clearly, she tried her best to break through layers of black fog, opened her heavy eyelids, and a dazzling light shot into her eyes, causing her to close her eyes again in pain: "It's so dazzling."

Zi Xinli found that her voice was so hoarse, it seemed that the hoarseness was not her own.Before she could clearly see the owner of those hands, she was hugged into a broad chest by those big hands, and pressed a fiery lip to her lips and growled: "Zi Xinli, I knew you couldn't die! I haven't died yet!" I have tortured you enough, you are not qualified to die!"

After yelling, those lips kissed her cold lips fiercely, those lips were domineering, as if they wanted to swallow her up.

"Young...young master?" Zi Xinli quietly opened her eyes, and saw the magnified handsome face in front of her, the owner of these big palms turned out to be the young master.

Was he the one who roared in his ear just now?Was he wiping away tears for himself?

Thinking of the warmth just now, more tears gathered in her eyes, and she tried her best not to let them flow out.

"You are not allowed to die! Do you hear me? Your life is mine, and you are not allowed to die without my permission!" Lei Xiyao growled sullenly, his big palm tightly pressed Zi Xinli's petite face into his arms .

"I belong to the young master." Zi Xinli said quietly.Her life, her heart, everything about her belongs to the young master.

"Since you still remember, why are you disobedient? You still want to use death to escape?" Lei Xiyao raised her bloodless face and asked darkly.

"Xinli thought the young master would be very happy..." Zi Xinli looked at Lei Xiyao sadly, he hated her so much, if she died, wouldn't it be in line with his wishes?
"I'll be happy? No wonder I'd be happy if I lost the fun of torturing you! If you die, I'll go into the grave and bring you back!" Lei Xiyao said coldly, his chest bulging , as if there were countless anger stirring in his chest.

"The young master really hates me so much?" Zi Xinli felt that her heart was empty, and there was no more warmth.The young master's words are so cruel, why does he hate her so much, even if she dies, he won't let her go?
"If your lover died at my hands, would you hate me?" Lei Xiyao asked with icy eyes.

Hearing Lei Xiyao's words, Zi Xinli couldn't help imagining that if the young master died at the hands of others, she would definitely hate him to the bone and would never let him go lightly.As long as she thinks of the death of the young master, her body will tremble and her heart will be twisted together in pain. If this is true, she must be in pain, right?
The young master should hate her, hate her, if this strong hatred can make her stay by the young master's side, let this hatred come more violently.She has long been indifferent, died once, what kind of torture can she not bear?

Zi Xinli, who had regained her health, once again put on her indifferent veil and accompanied Lei Xiyao.

Following the young master, they had just walked out of the hospital when they heard Ye Ji's cold voice: "Lei, leave her behind!"

Lei Xiyao turned around and looked at Ye Ji arrogantly: "She is mine!"

A cold sentence, but full of veto, made Ye Ji's cold face full of anger.

"You are all under the control of my hell gate, let alone Zixinli?" Ye Ji raised his eyebrows, squinting at Lei Xiyao coldly, as if his words made him very dissatisfied, so he had to use high-pressure policies to suppress him.

"Like I said, she is mine and only belongs to me. She doesn't even count as a member of Yan Luomen, so how could she be under your control?" Lei Xiyao narrowed his eyes coldly, not caring about Ye Ye at all. Sabi's threat was taken into account.

(End of this chapter)